Sir keeps having this dream about me wearing a bright red swimsuit. In the dream he is teasing me, rubbing his cock against me, me moaning and writhing beneath him whilst he grinds against me. Mischievous little subbie that I am, I can never resist getting something if I know it would please him.
So fast forward to Saturday afternoon, he is walking up the stairs to my apartment, and I am posing in the hallway, my hands resting against the doorframe, wearing a killer red swimsuit, seamed fishnet stockings, high heels and the collar round my neck. He comes in through the front door, sees me, bites his lip whilst making that 'mmm, I'm going to fuck you' sound and the next thing I am on my back on the bed, holding my legs apart, getting impaled on his cock.